Ji Xue boarded the train home, while the work for Ji Yue had not yet ceased.
After receiving the text message sent by Ji Yue, most customers' first reaction was anger; their second, confusion; and their final one, ecstasy.
The reservation for the clay pot Hua Diao chicken was merely postponed, not cancelled, meaning they could still eat it. The Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon that Taifeng Building was offering as compensation was a genuine treat they could enjoy, and soon at that.
Most called in just like Mr. Cheng, feigning outrage at first, followed by an inquiry about the possibility of adding two more servings of the compensated Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon.
Of course, adding two more servings was out of the question—the chef was only one person, and though they couldn't be worked to death...
No, wait, if they worked to death...
Ji Yue's thoughts were edging toward dangerous territory.
